While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Tell me the exact location where you last disappeared!

"At...where you turn into the alley in Brentwood..."

No, that's not right. The wall here says "Liji Road"...

"Damn! What was that sound?!"

The piercing air raid siren suddenly blared from the other end of the phone.

Even through the radio waves, Cao Kun seemed to feel a chilling sensation creeping up his scalp through the phone.

"Alarm! That sound is so loud! It's getting dark..."

Damn! Why did it suddenly get completely dark?!

The plaster is peeling off the walls! Something's climbing! Ah—!

"Megan! Quick, don't look at those monsters."

"Find a building immediately and go inside as fast as you can. Quickly, it's a matter of life and death."

"Okay, okay, I found an entrance, I'll go there now."

Megan's voice came through the phone, broken and intermittent.

Suddenly, the signal disappeared in an instant, leaving only a cold busy tone.

Cao Kun dialed back, but the message was mechanical: "Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service."

"Chris! Track the last known location of the signal, immediately!"

Cao Kun's body left the ground and flew into the air.

According to the driving distance, it would take Cao Kun more than half an hour to get there.

But now, Cao Kun is flying directly through the air.

In just a few minutes, Cao Kun arrived at the secluded alley.

Suddenly, Cao Kun saw a thick fog ahead.

Without hesitation, Cao Kun plunged in.

Instantly, the surrounding scenery began to overlap in a bizarre way.

The once clear road surface became damp and rotten, and the light from the streetlights was swallowed up by a thick, impenetrable white fog.

Cao Kun landed on the ground, no longer on a smooth asphalt road, but on a desolate land piled with fallen leaves and ashes.

He drew the heavy, eight-sided Han sword from the system space; the patterns on the sword blade faintly flowed in the mist.

This sword has never been used since it was made.

The main problem is that I didn't encounter any physical monsters, so I didn't have a chance to use it.

But in the world of Silent Hill, this sword can come in handy.

Although the fog was thick, visibility was still possible.

In the darkness, all sorts of eerie sounds emanated from the shadows.

It seemed as if various terrifying creatures were rapidly approaching Cao Kun.

Cao Kun sensed something and immediately detected the location of one of his spiritual consciousnesses.

That was a spiritual imprint that Cao Kun had left on Megan beforehand.

Knowing that Megan was about to suffer a major setback, how could Cao Kun possibly be completely unprepared?

Not only that, he also gave Megan some talismans and a bracelet of magical artifacts.

With these things, Megan should be able to protect herself even in the world of Silent Hill.

However, it was now dark and shrouded in thick fog, with visibility extremely limited, so Cao Kun couldn't see very clearly.

He could only vaguely sense it through his spiritual awareness and his exceptional eyesight, and he could see that it was a towering building.

We'll have to wait until we get closer to see the specifics.

Fortunately, Megan must have gone inside the building.

It's slightly safer than being outside.

Black ash fell on Cao Kun.

But it was silently shattered by the power emanating from him.

The eerie sounds in the darkness drew closer.

Cao Kun held the Han sword diagonally to the ground, the tip of the sword scraping against the gravel and making a slight friction sound.

Just then, thick fog rolled in ahead.

A twisted mass of flesh crawled out of the mist.

It has no arms; its entire body is encased in a fleshy membrane that resembles charred skin.

The position of the head is unclear.

With each breath, a foul-smelling, corrosive liquid dripped from the crack in its chest.

It eroded the ground, creating small, smoking pits.

A person in a tight-fitting suit.

One of the most iconic monsters in the Silent Hill series.

This creature has no arms and moves in a strange and rapid manner.

Its existence symbolizes the oppression and suffering of the victims.

Besides impact, its most lethal attack method is spraying highly corrosive venom from its chest.

Cao Kun did not wait for it to get closer.

He took a step forward and drew his sword.

This eight-sided Han sword weighs over 9 jin (approximately 4.5 catties).

But in the hands of Cao Kun, who was at the fourth level of Body Refinement, it was as light as a feather.

The black blade traced an arc through the mist.

With a dull whistling sound, it instantly sliced ​​through the sticky outer layer of the meatball.

"Pfft!"

The putrid black blood splattered, but before it even hit the ground, it was dispersed by a wisp of magical power flowing across the sword.

Before the monster could even let out a roar, it was neatly cleaved in two by the Han sword.

The corpse fell to the ground and quickly turned into a pool of charred pus.

"Ding! Killed a G-rank monster, gained 500 merit points."

"Ding! Killed a G-rank monster and obtained the 'Soul-Suppressing Dao Sound'."

As Cao Kun was killed, a system notification sounded in my mind.

"Only G-level?" Cao Kun was somewhat disappointed.

However, thinking about it, this guy really isn't that great.

In movies, a single bullet can solve the problem, which makes sense.

Suddenly, the thick fog churned more violently, and more people in tight-fitting clothes emerged from it.

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

A large amount of corrosive venom shot out from his chest, like a rain curtain, towards Cao Kun.

Cao Kun touched the ground with his toes and slid backward several meters like a ghost.

"Buzz!"

A faint orange-red light instantly enveloped Cao Kun's entire body.

Protect me with magic!

The venom, falling like raindrops, struck the golden light, producing a series of cracking sounds, yet it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of the light.

Looking around, there were at least thirty people in tight-fitting clothes, their figures looming in the mist.

They moved with such twisted, uncoordinated steps, like a group of rotten flesh stitched together, as they surrounded Cao Kun from all sides.

"There are quite a few."

Cao Kun snorted coldly and suddenly exerted force with the Han sword in his hand.

He charged into the pile of flesh.

The nine-pound Han sword was wielded with impenetrable skill in his hands.

Each swing of the sword brought forth a crescent-shaped sword aura, almost tangible.

"Snap!"

"puff!"

The sounds of bones breaking and flesh being torn apart rose and fell.

Cao Kun dodged the impact of a fleshy mass by sidestepping, and with a backhand slash, sliced ​​off half of the opponent's head.

He then twisted his wrist, and with the momentum of the sword, he swept it horizontally, slicing the two approaching monsters in half at the waist.

"Ding! Killed a G-rank monster, gained 500 merit points."

"Ding! Killed a G-rank monster, gained 500 merit points..."

The system's notification sounds echoed in my mind.

Just as the battle was in full swing, the ground beneath Cao Kun's feet suddenly began to tremble violently.

Countless thin, rusty wire mesh strips emerged from the cracks in the original asphalt road surface.

It coiled around Cao Kun's legs like a python.

The surrounding gray-white mist quickly turned red, and the smell of burning was ten times stronger than before.

"Waaah—waaah—"

The piercing air raid sirens once again echoed throughout the city.

The Otherworld has arrived.

The surrounding buildings looked as if their surfaces had been torn off by some invisible hand.

The decaying wood and stone bricks fell away, revealing the bloody, muscular walls and rusty steel frames inside.

The people in the tight-fitting clothes seemed to feel some kind of boost, roaring as they accelerated.

"It's never going to end."

Cao Kun took a step forward: "Let's borrow the earth's energy."